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The pit is growing.


Our yesterday's press release was quite silly. Now we are in better mental state, but unfortunately nobody asked for a press release. It is 02:04. Tuomas lies on the couch in manner familiar from shock patient treatment, legs raised and knees bent. Accordion music plays on tv. Everything here seems to be playing on repeat. Except curry was cold today. The level of despair has decreased. Trash piles are slowly turning into cathedrals. Horst Knaut detector is ready and fully calibrated. We already have some kind of idea what we will do. But why? Hopefully somebody will come and tell us. Are we heading towards something completely new, or are we simply lost?

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The end

It is 00:00. No music is playing, only silence. On the last day, people finally came. Then, quite many of them left when we started to discuss taking the clothes off. We were not prepared, the wide and not very defined thing that could have happened perhaps did not happen. Somehow though, there was a party, so much even, that the bar is all purple and stained now. And this blog post is one day late. Some who said that they came and did not participate in any way said the show was great, and some who participated in everything said it was bullshit.